"I'll stay for a little bit," Dante shouldered his pack.

"You'll likely have to do some work to get stay cards, then. Might find it better to stick together and get the jobs done safer and quicker that way." Turner offered as Pilate came back to the group, the gate being opened behind him.

"Time to head inside, c'mon now." Pilate stated, ushering them to head inside.

"Her tasks won't be hard, she just has to work a bit. Or, you can earn her card for her. We have alternatives, just in case something, y'know, happens to all of you," Pilate shrugged. It was obvious he meant in regards to them dying and leaving her alone. "but let's all pray it doesn't come to that."

Turner answered Marie's question with "Stay cards are cards that allow you entry at any time, all the time, to Veida. Without it, you normally can't get in without some work on our part." Which you suspect involves bribing. "Otherwise, you might be out of luck. We're rather strict around here. No lazy bodies stay in town without a good excuse."

It made sense to him, working for a keep. Dante headed in also.

"Well, let's get going." Turner said, and he followed Pilate inside.

John stared at the guards as he followed behind Marie.

Travis shrugged, putting his flask away, "Nah, I'm ready to earn my keep."

"None, " Dante replied, shaking his head.

(Sure)

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Name: Marc Anton
Age: 24
Gender: Male    
Appearance: hunter
Weapons/gear: standard pocketknife, a shotgun, and a family hand me down revolver from his dead great uncle 
Natural abilities/powers (if any):can manipulate pressure
What was your role in your previous village, and why are you traveling now?: a hunter in the works, but escaped the previous village from an attack 
Bio: Coming from a rather poor family, Marc was raised up by his neighbors and other villagers in a once medium sized village. Although young, he was never interested in being a hunter till he met Cleo, some years ago. Young in love and determined to keep in save, he became obsessed in learning how to use weapons to defend themselves. A month into his newfound passion with guns, he happened onto his new ability: pressure. After numerous accidents and failures on his part, Marc finally uh mastered over his power and hopes to test it whenever possible. With a swift and overwhelming attack by the Smarts, he took the weapons he had and fled with Cleo away from their soon to be razed village. He travels now with the group, as he knows there were safety in numbers. 
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Name: Cleo Viile
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Appearance: too bad no doggo
Weapons/gear: mostly a pack full of gear for her bf
Natural abilities/powers (if any): camouflage for a short period of time
What was your role in your previous village, and why are you traveling now?: cooking food, taking care of others ,travels with her boyfriend
Bio: A daughter of a hunter, Cleo arrived at a village with the rest of her family, hoping to find refuge for some time before leaving once more. What she didn't plan for was to fall in love. Oh, no no no. She planned for evacuations, teaching others how to cook food, but never thought about falling in love with someone. After the attack and the complete deaths of the entire village, she now only has Marc and follows him around as her only source of defense when out and about. 
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"I'll go first, " Dante volunteered, once understanding what he had to do.

Marc glanced curiously at the odd ragtag group of people beside them. Did they just arrive too? "We should find a seat," Cleo pulled his attention away.